Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

In the next few days, Jiang Liu immediately moved to a new hot pot restaurant to work. This time she deliberately chose a place closer to Shen Muye.

Because Shen Muye was too busy and had to work several jobs every day. If Jiang Liu didn't make time to go find him specifically, he usually wouldn't have time.

The place where she worked this time was only one kilometer away from Shen Muye's place, a ten-minute walk.

Every night, she would wait for him to get off work together, and the two of them would take the subway back slowly.

Occasionally, I would have the luxury of taking a taxi back.

It started to rain tonight, so she brought an umbrella to pick up Shen Muye.

But no one showed up. She walked inside the restaurant and saw several young girls surrounding him asking for WeChat.

He had a small smile on his face and tried to remain polite.

"Sorry, I'm already off work."

"Handsome guy, please add us on WeChat. We will come to support you more in the future."

"I have a girlfriend."

When they heard that he had a girlfriend, the girls' faces showed reluctance.

Shen Muye looked up at this time, and when he saw Jiang Liu, the corners of his mouth instantly curled up.

"Liu Liu."

Jiang Liu held an umbrella in her hand, which was still dripping.

She didn't look at the other girls, she just smiled at her.

Shen Muye strode over and touched her hair to make sure she was not wet in the rain.

"Why did you come here tonight? It's raining outside. Didn't I send you a message to tell you not to come?"

The few people who asked for WeChat left in despair.

Shen Muye grabbed Jiang Liu's hand, put it to his lips and kissed it.

There was a deep look in his eyes, and when he looked up, he was full of smiles.

"Come on, come to my place tonight?"

Jiang Liu's cheeks heated up and he nodded slowly.

When the two of them walked out of the store, Shen Muye's cell phone rang.

His expression changed when he heard this exclusive ringtone. This was the phone number from the hospital.

He let go of Jiang Liu's hand almost reflexively and immediately pressed the answer button.

"Hello."

"Mr. Shen, Miss Qiao is awake."

One sentence directly made Shen Muye's pupils shrink.

He didn't even have time to say hello to Jiang Liu behind him, and he just rushed into the rain without bringing an umbrella.

"Makino?"

Jiang Liu shouted, but the rain was so heavy that he didn't hear it at all.

In other words, he didn't pay attention at all. The moment he knew that Qiao heard the news, he had long forgotten the existence of Jiang Liu.

Jiang Liu waited there for a while and quickly took out his mobile phone to call him.

No one answered the phone, but he had only been away for a few minutes, so why didn't he answer the phone?

She sent him another message, three in a row.

No one replied.Jiang Liu waited there for a long time, wondering what he was going to do and whether he would come back.

She held an umbrella in her hand and waited until ten o'clock in the evening, but there was still no news from Shen Muye.

She had no choice but to walk to the intersection and take a taxi herself.

But the rain tonight was so heavy that it was difficult to walk with an umbrella.

She had not originally planned to come to pick up Shen Muye. On such a rainy day, even under an umbrella, the rain would soak her trouser legs.

But she was worried that he didn't have an umbrella. He didn't seem to like making friends with people, and his relationship with his colleagues was not good before.

After being with him for a few days, Jiang Liu became more and more attracted to him.

As soon as she took a step, her shoes got stuck in the mud, and the cold water instantly spread over the instep of her feet, stinging her whole body.

The wind blew so hard that her umbrella was blown over, and the rain hit her head, blurring her vision.

And because of the weather tonight, it’s not easy to get a taxi, so it’s quite a distance from the nearest subway.

She waited in the cold wind for a long time, even though she was soaked to the skin, she didn't even hit a car.

It wasn't until twelve o'clock that a taxi stopped in front of her.

She sneezed and was about to get up, but when people saw that she was dripping wet, they were worried that she would wet the seat.

"Master, I'll give you one thousand and send me back. I really can't reach the car tonight."

When he heard her move a thousand dollars, Master Che's eyes lit up, "Come up."

After Jiang Liu sat in, he felt cold all over.

Her constitution makes it easy to catch colds, which will make her catch a cold, and the coldness has already begun to penetrate into the seams of her bones.

She didn't notice that the driver had been observing her with an incomprehensible expression.

The car was veering further and further, and seeing that it had already deviated from its destination, Jiang Liu was alert and quietly dialed Shen Muye's phone.

But Shen Muye still didn't answer. He called three times in a row but didn't answer.

She quickly dialed Jiang Cang's number again, and Jiang Cang answered quickly.

"Xiao Liu, what's wrong?"

"Dad, haven't you gotten off work yet? I'm taking a taxi now. I just sent you the license plate number. Remember to wait for me at the door."

Jiang Cang's eyebrows tightened, knowing that she was scared, and chuckled.

"Why are you so crazy? Why did you think of taking a taxi? The luxury cars at home are not enough for you to drive. It's raining so heavily tonight. Are you wet?"

Jiang Liu's eyes heated up when he heard his concerned tone.

She had become a drowned rat, but she didn't want to tell Jiang Cang, lest he worry.

Although his worries are always tinged with a hint of sarcasm, this is how father and daughter get along.

She felt a sore nose when she thought of Shen Muye leaving her behind, not answering the phone, not replying to messages, but her father answered the call so quickly.

How could a good rich lady come to work in this hot pot restaurant? She smells like hot pot every day.

Before tonight, she felt very happy.

The driver heard her words from the front and immediately turned the car back to the destination.

When he got off the bus, Jiang Liu's legs felt a little weak.

She came to her apartment. Jiang Cang was at home tonight. She looked like this and really didn't want to go back. (End of chapter)